Rivers' pet out to roam around. Anita Parsons had been making over him every chance she got all evening, and Nomad had responded by rubbing up against... her ... God ... had that red-headed bitch taken advantage of him too?"They've changed the music to something a little more in keeping with my era, Mrs. Douglas ... would you care to try it once?" Vincent Rivers' voice jarred Shirley from her thoughts. She half-turned to see his too-handsome face smiling confidently down at her. Simultaneously,. Coming and goings to her door would hardly be noticed and there were lots of opportunities to meet other people. The teenage son of a neighbor, Toby, had offered to help her carry groceries from her car to her apartment. She had him sit down and offered him a soda was she got better acquainted. He was good looking but seemed quite shy. He warmed up as she asked him questions about himself, which is something practically everybody likes to answer.After getting to the basics, she hit him with her. It was hardly audible in the room occupied by the agents. Natasha jumped out of the bed with her hands on her ears. This meant her hands were too busy to cover her naked breasts, not that she had fully noticed she was naked yet. The alarm sounded for 10 seconds and once the alarm turned off, Natasha could relax and she sat down on the bed. She was not afraid, or even embarrassed. God bless the little sprite, she tried to let herself out the door. With her athletic body, she could knock down. Roscoe's men had made their move and, by the sound of it, the dowan at the beach were loosing off wildly.It lasted no more than 15 seconds. Pavlov held his breath a further 15 seconds before his earphone crackled."Clear!" came Roscoe's Virginian drawl."Casualties?" None. Those guys can't shoot fer shit. First rule, clean your firearm. Half their guns miss-fired and the rest skedaddled." Status?" Meet you at the base of the ridge. You got a landmark?" What about that lava chimney? The one that.